The Little Boy That Santa Claus Forgot

With Christmas fast approaching, as with many people, this makes me remember days from when I was a child.

Christmas was an important event for us. By us, I mean my Mum, Dad and me. Just the three of us, but it was always something to look forward to with great excitement. Looking back I don’t know how mum and dad always managed to persuade Father Christmas to bring me what I wished for, He must have received the letter I sent up the chimney each year.

One of my memories is of Dad singing to me, especially the song ‘The Little Boy That Santa Claus Forgot’. It always made me cry but I would still ask him to sing it one more time.

I felt so sorry for that ‘laddie who hadn’t got a daddy’ and how the boy had to ‘wander home to last years broken toys.’

Today, of course, there is a profusion of presents and gifts, and many of them very expensive. I feel disappointed that in Britain we have now imported things like Black Friday from the USA (thanks initially to Amazon). It’s crazy, profit is king and we rush about like mad people having to grab the latest bargain, Is that really the spirit of Christmas?

And yet there is terrible poverty in parts of the world with many children wandering home to what? Not even last years broken toys.

I don’t want to put a downer on Christmas. I love the event and can’t wait to see the look on my grandchildren’s faces as they open their presents. But perhaps we should also try to remember those who aren’t so lucky.- and fully appreciate all that we have,

He’s the little boy that Santa Claus forgot
And goodness knows, he didn’t want a lot

He sent a note to Santa
For some soldiers and a drum
It broke his little heart
When he found Santa hadn’t come

In the street, he envies all those lucky boys
Then wanders home to last year’s broken toys
I’m so sorry for that laddie, he hasn’t got a daddy
The little boy that Santa Claus forgot

You know, Christmas comes
But once a year for every girl and boy
The laughter and the joy they find in each brand new toy

I’ll tell you of a little boy that lives across the way
This little fella’s Christmas is just another day
He’s the little boy that Santa Claus forgot
And goodness knows, he didn’t want a lot

In the street, he envies all those lucky boys
Then wanders home to last year’s broken toys
I’m so sorry for that laddie, he hasn’t got a daddy
The little boy that Santa Claus forgot

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